My realization, at last
The other day I was
reading a news story in the Washington Post on Iranian Mullahs'
conniving new tactic to continue power grabbing irreversible. Then I read
a news story in a Pakistani paper, the subject of which was Pakistani
court's decalaration of Mehndi to be unIslamic.
For the last several
years, I have been watching the metamorphosis of once liberal
Bangladeshis home and abroad. I used to be very frustrated to
see that hardly anybody in the community cared about Muslim Pakistani Allah's
soldiers' rape on
in 1971. As the events are unfolding, the rising tide of Islamization
is not facing any popular opposition. An influential section of the
population of the country of Allah Hafez is not unhappy with the
neo-Islamist transformation, it seems. A sizable population appeared to abhor Hindu
, Infidel West and embrace brotherly Muslim countries.
I realized at last
one simple fact. Who am I to dictate what course
should take or what the Bangladeshis ought to think in the
socio-cultural milieu? If Bangladeshi people love to see razakar killer
mullahs in the country's seat of power, who am I to gripe? My ultimate
realization gave birth to a new sense of pragmatism. My new thinking says,
let the Muslim people of the
countries live like true Muslims. Let them go back progressively to the
path of seventh century utopia. Let them achieve their ultimate nirvana.
As a part of the Western world, my main objective would be to
stop the proliferation of Islamism on the Western soil. I will be all for
stricter border controls, so that
does not become another
in the near future.
Let Muslims living in the Muslim majority countries be purer
Muslims with each passing day. We have no right to intervene and impose
our Western decadent democratic values and modernism on their necks.